whynot: etc: oh deer (applied phlebotinum)
Las ([personal profile] whynot) wrote2009-08-05 01:01 am

strictly BYOB

I'm going to try something. It requires your participation! And perhaps some sparkly text:

~*ROUND-ROBIN COMMENTFIC PARTY!!*~


That's right! Right here on this post. Here's how it works, I think:

1. Anyone can reply to this post with commentfic. Anyone can start, and anyone can continue. That's right, even you!

2. Any genre, any ship, any fandom. Crossovers okay!

3. One commentfic thread is allowed to branch off into several commentfic threads. TITS, you can click 'Reply to This' at any point in an established thread.

4. You can comment with just one sentence, or you can go up to the character limit. If you exceed the character limit, post two comments. Whatever.

5. Threads will go for as long as they have to.

6. If this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.


These guidelines will be added to/modified as the situation arises. Questions/concerns? Go!

Re: The travel back in time AU

[identity profile] lazaefair.livejournal.com 2009-08-05 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hirundo rustica, of course," the guard returns superciliously, his brief rustle of excitement occasioned by Edmund's quick reply subsumed into an even deeper boredom upon hearing the reply itself. "You'll have to try harder than that. My master does not extend his hospitality lightly."

Edmund turns to Lucy and they share a frown. As he turns back to the guard, he absently takes one of Lucy's hands and tries to rub some warmth into it. Standing about wet on the English moor (or something resembling it) does not do wonders for one's constitution.

Edmund calls, "Who is your master, anyway?"